Lobo Vs. Terra Firth (Complete)

"Damn you to hell witch..." Mutterd Lobo under his breath as his legs dropped to the floor. His face buried in the canvas, he couldnt move, he was just a plaything at this point. Wincing as she hauled him up by his hair The luchador tripped towards the announce table before getting his bloodied face slammed onto the table, rolling on top of it, sprawled out along it.

"This...isnt....good..." Mutterd Lobo, wishing Terra would just pin him, but he knew she wouldnt stop picking him apart and Lobo's pride kept him from tapping. Either way, he knew he was in for a world of hurt.

Her prey in position, Terra grinned evilly. Now she had Lobo right where she wanted him. Terra would mmediately leap up on the table to join her opponant, looking down at him with a smug grin. Her expression almost screamed 'I enjoy hurting you'. "Hammer time" Terra laughed, right before she would jump in the air and drive both her feet deep into his gut. The sheer force and eight bearing down on Lobo would break the table underneath him, crashing him through it with the devastating attack.

"You're the devil, arent you?" Lobo mutterd under his breath as he looked up at the red head with that evil grin upon her face. He felt so helpless, unable to stop her as she continued to literally murder him with her onslaught of punishing attacks. One of those attacks being what she was about to do now.

Lobo's went wide as Terra jumped in the air. He looked up at her and knew that whatever she was about to do, was going to hurt.... A Lot...

Terra's feet would indeed smash down upon Lobo's gut, knocking the wind out of him instantly. Part of the table collapsed The Luchador after he was hammed through it. The table now had a giant hole in the center where Lobo and most of his body fell through, while his legs still hung on up on the small part of the table that stood up.

On the arena floor, Lobo began cough and weeze in pain before spitting up a bit blood. With the wind knocked out of him, he couldnt breathe. He gasped for air as he layed under the smashed table in a crumbled and broken heap. He was Batterd, Bloody, and Out of Breath. The only thing Lobo could do was at least try to breathe right, other than that, he was just a ragdoll for Terra, whom he couldnt stop.

"Lobooooo!" Terra called playfully as she still stoof on the man's by now battered stomach, looking down at him with a malicious grin. "Hey Loboooo! You're not gonna fall asleep on me, huuuuuh? That would be like falling asleep during sex!" Terra leaned down to look at Lobo's face, and upon seeing that he was still conscious, she smiled. "Oh good! You're not asleep!" Reaching down she would try and drag him to his feet, hauling him ovrer to the ring. "Now let's take this inside." And with that she would try and throw the half-dead wrestler back into the ring.

"W-Why me...?" Groaned Lobo as he heard Terra's voice calling for him, knowing that whatever it was it couldnt be good. He couldnt help but give her a weak silent scowl after she made her remark about him falling asleep. The look on his face was practically saying 'NO MORE PLEASE!!' when Terra saw that he was awake. Lobo weakly rose to his feet and was easily hauled into the ring. Upon being slid inside, Lobo tried to stand, but his body cave in and he instantly slumped over before falling back down, unable to do anything as his head layed in a small puddle of his own blood. "Shit..." He mutterd, feeling all to helpless.

Terra was right behind Lobo slpping into the ring a strolling up to his downed form with her mchievous grin still on her face. The fans were screaming for more violence from the girl, who many were now referring to as the Hardcore Hellcat.

"Is their anywhere your blood isn't?" Terra asked coyly as she observed the blood still dripping from Lobo's wounds. She grinned maniacly, and would reach down to grab Lobo by his throat, and use it to haul him to her eye-level. She would wink him him, cock her free fist back, and would then mercilessly start punching Lobo in the face.

Indeed the crowd wanted blood, they had a hunger for violence tonight, the crowd began to chant Terra's name over and over, passing their judgement on the bloodied luchador.

Lobo heard Terra's voice talking to him, mocking him apperently. He was about to make a smartass comment back at Terra before she grabbed him by the throat. "Ack..." He gagged before being hauled up to eye level with her. The Luchador began to grit his teeth in frustration as Terra winked at him, hating how she arrgoantly toyed with him like a cat to a wounded mouse. The blood along Lobo's face would spread as Terra kept punching him repeatidly, bruising up his left eye in the process which was covered in blood. Like a punching bag he took every shot she gave him, unable to feel half of them after taking so many hits so quickly but at the rate Terra was going, she was turning Lobo into a bruised and bloody, unconssious pulp.

After what seeme like an eternity, but in reality it was only a few seconds, Terra held her now bloody fist off from Lobo's face. Her grin was as wide as ever, and with some of Lobo's blood splattered on her face it made for quite a disturbing sight. "Lobo, Lobo, Lobo," Terra chided still keeping him aloft by his throat. The sight of his blood made her lic her lips. "I wonder how your blood tastes..." And then she would suddenly run her tongue up Lobo's bloody face, taking one big lick of his blood.

(sry for the delay ><)

Lobo's blood appeared to be everywhere at this point. The stains of dried blood litterd the mat, while Lobo wore a crimson mask over his bruised and batterd face, not too mention Terra had some of it on her as well after punching the defenseless luchador's face in.

With a weak groan Lobo's head drooped almost lifelessly as Terra backed off. She had beat him to a bloodied pulp and turned him into a ragdoll, in her grasp he could do nothing. His air was limited as well since Terra held him by the throat, although he could still breathe, he wasnt given much room for it.

With blood over his eyes, Lobo could barely see but he could still hear quite well. That being said, he was really having a tough time listening to Terra's taunts and giggles as she held him within her grasp, wishing that she would just end him and the stop the humiliation.

"W-What?" He questioned after hearing what she had to say about his blood before he felt her moist tounge run along his face, which licked some of the blood off. Lobo didnt say a word but his face began to turn very red. Although he was angry and tired of being Terra's little plaything he couldnt help but get slightly flusterd by her sudden actions. Yes, Lobo hated Terra with a passion but he couldnt help but be aroused by her as well. Although in truth, he hated the fact she got him going like that, after all she was the enemy. "D-Dammit..." Lobo mutterd quietly as he gritted his teeth with a sheepish look on his face, trying to hide the bulge in his pants, frustrated by his 'difficult' situation. "D-Dont toy with me...like that..." Lobo mutterd in a weakned tone of voice, trying his best to make Terra stop, although upon saying that, he began to wonder if that would only encourage her more.

(sorry for the delay as well. lol)

The metallic taste of blood splashed Terra's tngue as she ran it all along Lobo's face, which was literally covered with the stuff. "Mmm, so good!" Terra giggled, running her tongue along Lobo's cheek in a moment of passion.

Of course Terra would be interupted when she felt something rub against hr leg. Blinking, Terra looked down, and saw Lobo's bulge as clear as day. Her mouth expanded into a devilish smirk. "What's this?" Terra cooed, running the hand that wasn't holding Lobo's throat down to cup his crotch, feeling his erection in her hand. "Is this little guy for me? Good to see him standing at attention." Her evil smile widened, and without warning she would squeeze Lobo's package hard in her hand wthout mercy.